i've been thinking of skipping a double date this weekend over insecurity - her fakes in clothes outshine my own - its difficult if half the dinner party are focused on one quarter of it

B cup - don't care, usually

Real is OK?OK, hells no! Real is so much more than OK. Fake is OK too, ok because it lets me know she is a shallow vapid barbie doll with whom I will have nothing in common.Paying money to have large bags of silicone under your skin just so you can 'feel better about yourself'. Yeah, feel better when the bag leaks or the silicone hardens, or one deflates...

Real is so much better than OK and if that means I have to admit I am a gay man, then I will go home to my wife tonight, nuzzle up to her (perfectly sized for her frame) breasts and confess that I am gay because the internet told me so and apologise for the heterosexual lie that I am going to continue to live out.